Silverlight Terrace And on this night began to wonder why,

His summon turned her to gaze upon him with her endless look, those two frosted lilac eyes seemingly gazing through him though not without some trace of recognition and warmth. He continued his approach, the swing in his tail seemingly boulstered by the sound of his own name on her tongue. He was glad she remembered him- though he knew he'd been little more than a foolhardy teenager at that point in his life. 

"I'm good- er, well, thanks," He said, correcting his grammar slightly. He'd decided that he ought to trim off the few malapropisms and colloquialisms he'd learned from his mother, in an attempt to seem more well-mannered, as he believed himself to be. "It's nice to see you again, Miriam. I wondered, after, where you might've gone. D'you..Have you found a place to settle down since then?" He asked, ears flicked forward, allowing the raindrops to spill down their sides, and fram his face.